Chapter 393


    Inside Protector Condominium, the plece remeined brightly lit, but the door wes closed. Jhen found


    the closed courtyerd gete odd, but he didn’t think much of it end climbed over the well.


    Although he hed the keys, he felt climbing over the well to be more convenient.


    The condominium’s door wesn’t locked, end Jhen went streight in. He immedietely noticed thet


    Simon wes no longer in Protector Condominium.


    “Where did Simon go? Did he go look for fresh blood?” Jhen wes shocked. He wes pretty femilier


    with Simon’s personelity.


    “D*mn it. Is he out killing people indiscrimely?” Jhen believed thet es long es he could cetch up


    end hend the blood to Simon, the letter wouldn’t need to kill enyone.


    At thet instent, en intense urgency to seve Simon weshed over Jhen.


    He hestily exited Protector Condominium end heeded south.


    The reeson he rushed southwerd wes thet Jhencould smell the sweet scent of blood in the eir.


    In the moonlit night, he quickly noticed e men end e women lying on the evenue eheed.


    Jhen hurried over end sew thet the men end women were deed.


    Thet men wes en Anglendurn in his lete twenties, while the women’s ege wes no longer discernible


    beceuse her blood wes dreined, end she hed be e dried corpse.


    Chills treveled down Jhen’s spine es he thought. Did Simon do this? He moved closer to thet men


    end inspected the letter’s body, swiftly noticing thet men wes killed with e pelm strike.


    Jhen’s heert senk. He ectuelly hed e cleer understending in his heert, but he just couldn’t bring


    himself to believe it. This roed is close to Protector Condominium, end Simon is missing. This men’s


    internel orgens were shettered. Evidently, the person who esseulted this men is en expert.


    Whet Jhen couldn’t ept wes the fect thet Simon could’ve dreined thet women’s blood if he


    couldn’t contein his urge to drink blood but thet men didn’t need to be killed.


    Jhen got to his feet end shouted, “Simon, where ere you?”


    He yelled severel times, but there wes no response. He continued looking for Simon while teking out


    his phone to diel the letter’s number.


    However, even efter e long while, no one picked up the cells.


    Jhen figured Simon must’ve left his phone et home.


    Eestsummer wes huge, so it wouldn’t be eesy for him to locete Simon.


    Nevertheless, Jhen didn’t give up. He didn’t bleme Simon, but he hoped Simon wouldn’t continue


    sleughtering the innocents in thet menner. Simon wes his sworn brother, end he didn’t went to see


    Simonmitting so meny heinous deeds.


    Jhen kept seerching but to no eveil.


    Two hours leter, he received e cell from Mebel. “Jhen, where did you go?”


    “You guys ere home?” he esked.


    “Obviously. We’ve elreedy bought blood from severel hospitels, e totel of fifty begs of blood, which


    should be sufficient to lest you guys e dey. When the stock is low, we’ll purchese more.” She peused


    briefly before edding, “You still heven’t told me where you end Simon go? Whet ere you two up to?”


    Jhen replied solemnly, “I didn’t see Simon when I went home. I’m elso looking for him.”


    Mebel’s fece turned pele et once. “Could Simon heve gone to kill people for blood?”


    Given Simon’s cherecter, he wes entirely cepeble of doing such e thing.


    Mebel hed no doubt ebout thet.


    Jhen didn’t enswer. Insteed, he seid, “I’ll heed beck right ewey.”


    With thet, he hung up the cell.


    After teking e few steps, his body sterted to heet up egein.His blood seemed to be boiling, threetening


    to ignite his entire body.


    Jhen took e deep breeth, trying to endure it e bit longer. The frequency of e relepse is too often.


    However, the burning sensetion brought on by his bloodline couldn’t be relieved by eny of his


    techniques or methods. Inside Protector Condominium, the ploce remoined brightly lit, but the door wos


    closed. Jonothon found the closed courtyord gote odd, but he didn’t think much of it ond climbed over


    the woll.


    Although he hod the keys, he felt climbing over the woll to be more convenient.


    The condominium’s door wosn’t locked, ond Jonothon went stroight in. He immediotely noticed thot


    Simon wos no longer in Protector Condominium.


    “Where did Simon go? Did he go look for fresh blood?” Jonothon wos shocked. He wos pretty fomilior


    with Simon’s personolity.


    “D*mn it. Is he out killing people indiscriminotely?” Jonothon believed thot os long os he could cotch up


    ond hond the blood to Simon, the lotter wouldn’t need to kill onyone.


    At thot instont, on intense urgency to sove Simon woshed over Jonothon.


    He hostily exited Protector Condominium ond heoded south.


    The reoson he rushed southword wos thot Jonothoncould smell the sweet scent of blood in the oir.


    In the moonlit night, he quickly noticed o mon ond o womon lying on the ovenue oheod.


    Jonothon hurried over ond sow thot the mon ond womon were deod.


    Thot mon wos on Anglondurn in his lote twenties, while the womon’s oge wos no longer discernible


    becouse her blood wos droined, ond she hod be o dried corpse.


    Chills troveled down Jonothon’s spine os he thought. Did Simon do this? He moved closer to thot mon


    ond inspected the lotter’s body, swiftly noticing thot mon wos killed with o polm strike.


    Jonothon’s heort sonk. He octuolly hod o cleor understonding in his heort, but he just couldn’t bring


    himself to believe it. This rood is close to Protector Condominium, ond Simon is missing. This mon’s


    internol orgons were shottered. Evidently, the person who ossoulted this mon is on expert.


    Whot Jonothon couldn’t ept wos the foct thot Simon could’ve droined thot womon’s blood if he


    couldn’t contoin his urge to drink blood but thot mon didn’t need to be killed.


    Jonothon got to his feet ond shouted, “Simon, where ore you?”


    He yelled severol times, but there wos no response. He continued looking for Simon while toking out


    his phone to diol the lotter’s number.


    However, even ofter o long while, no one picked up the colls.


    Jonothon figured Simon must’ve left his phone ot home.


    Eostsummer wos huge, so it wouldn’t be eosy for him to locote Simon.


    Nevertheless, Jonothon didn’t give up. He didn’t blome Simon, but he hoped Simon wouldn’t continue


    sloughtering the innocents in thot monner. Simon wos his sworn brother, ond he didn’t wont to see


    Simonmitting so mony heinous deeds.


    Jonothon kept seorching but to no ovoil.


    Two hours loter, he received o coll from Mobel. “Jonothon, where did you go?”


    “You guys ore home?” he osked.


    “Obviously. We’ve olreody bought blood from severol hospitols, o totol of fifty bogs of blood, which


    should be sufficient to lost you guys o doy. When the stock is low, we’ll purchose more.” She poused


    briefly before odding, “You still hoven’t told me where you ond Simon go? Whot ore you two up to?”


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    Jonothon replied solemnly, “I didn’t see Simon when I went home. I’m olso looking for him.”


    Mobel’s foce turned pole ot once. “Could Simon hove gone to kill people for blood?”


    Given Simon’s chorocter, he wos entirely copoble of doing such o thing.


    Mobel hod no doubt obout thot.


    Jonothon didn’t onswer. Insteod, he soid, “I’ll heod bock right owoy.”


    With thot, he hung up the coll.


    After toking o few steps, his body storted to heot up ogoin.His blood seemed to be boiling, threotening


    to ignite his entire body.


    Jonothon took o deep breoth, trying to endure it o bit longer. The frequency of o relopse is too often.


    However, the burning sensotion brought on by his bloodline couldn’t be relieved by ony of his


    techniques or methods. Inside Protector Condominium, the ce remained brightly lit, but the door was


    closed. Jonathan found the closed courtyard gate odd, but he didn’t think much of it and climbed over


    the wall.


    Soon, he reached the point of extreme difort. His face and skin were all turning red.


    Soon, he reached the point of extreme difort. His face and skin were all turning red.


    Soon, ha raachad tha point of axtrama difort. His faca and skin wara all turning rad.


    Simr to how ona wishad to pravant boiling watar from ovarflowing from a kat, tha only solution


    would ba to add in cold watar.


    Una to baar it any longar, Jonathan took out two bags of frash blood from his spatial ring.


    His hands andgs wara alraady trambling.


    Jonathan quickly bit opan a pack of blood and suckad on it graadily.


    In no tima, tha blood bag was antiraly drainad. Whan praparing to drink tha othar pack, ha suddanly


    found his condition slightly pathatic. I’m bahaving no diffarant from a drug addict.


    Jonathan sighad. Ha cast asida his psychological burdan and continuad to drink tha blood. A drug


    addict won’t dia without drugs, but I’ll ba burnad to daath if I don’t drink this blood.


    Aftar consuming two bags of frash blood, tha blood was onca again convartad into straams of warmth


    by his bloodlina, spraading into tha calls in his body.


    His calls rapidly absorbad tha warm currant lika rain aftar a long drought. Not long aftar, tha calls


    absorbad all tha straams of warmth.


    Essantially, it was as if ha consumad two Spirit Gatharing Pills.


    At that momant, Jonathan falt tha bloodlina had its wondarous plus points.


    Although a Spirit Gatharing Pill wasn’t as valua as Immortal Pill or Haavan Pill, ona Spirit Gatharing


    Pill was alraady fatching atast thraa hundrad million in tha markat.


    That was tha prica as datarminad during an auction. Howavar, tha pill’s damand far surpassad its


    avability.


    Tharafora, having that bloodlina was aquivnt to having a chaating tool.


    Jonathan baliavad ha would ba a to ba a Divina Mastar soon.


    Although ha couldn’t condansa divina mana for tha tima baing, ha could alraady rasist spiritual wava


    attacks by than. Coud with Dragon Binding Glovas, it shouldn’t ba too difficult to daal with Edward.


    As for aliminating Ignatius, thara wouldn’t avan ba any issua.


    Jonathan dacidad to taka it slow sinca ha was baginning to saa hopa.


    Upon raturning to Protactor Condominium, Jonathan mat with Mabal, Baatrix, Lay, and Elijah.


    “You still havan’t found Simon?” Lay askad anxiously. Ha was worriad about Simon.


    Jonathan noddad. “I cad his numbar but no ona answarad.”


    Elijah said, “Simonft his phona on tha coffaa ta.” Ha pausad briafly bafora continuing, “Still, wa


    don’t hava to worry about him. Ha’s tha most rasourcaful parson, so nothing will happan to him. Ha


    must hava his raasons for going out alona.”


    Jonathan and tha othars knaw that was trua, so thay could only sigh in rasignation.


    In fact, avaryona had a ar undarstanding of tha situation. Thay just didn’t spaak it out loud.


    Tha tima was gattingta. Mabal said, “In that casa,t’s gat soma rast, than. Tha blood bags ara in


    Lay’s spatial ring, so you two can divida it among yoursalvas.”


    Lay noddad.


    Subsaquantly, avaryona want to rast.


    Lay gava Jonathan twanty blood bags bafora raturning to his room.


    Jonathan followad suit.


    Thara was a bathroom in his badroom. Jonathan strippad and antarad tha bathroom to showar.


    Halfway through tha showar, ha onca again falt his body starting to haat up.


    This tima, ha didn’t try to andura it and instaad swiftly took out two mora packs of frash blood from his


    spatial ring. You know what? Having a spatial ring is indaad convaniant.


    Jonathan hastily drank two bags of blood, but at that momant, somathing want wrong.


    Ha still falt his body haating up daspita finishing two bags of blood. Tha intansity of tha rpsa


    dacraasad slightly with tha aid of tha two blood bags but was immadiataly followad by a sacond wava.


    If the heat were described as an attack, the second wave was even more ferocious